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7 yrs ago
Merry Christmas boyos, don't forget to, like, be a good person and stuff. Also start thinkin of a new years resolution you'll actually go through with.
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Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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4 months into this hole 'being a responsible adult thing' and I've come to a conclusion: It sucks and I want to go back to the days where I didn't have to plan out my game time.
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Was supposed to be productive tonight. . . will try to be productive in the morning
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Ryu barely had time to harden his internal bone structure before the pillar hit him , sending him flying up into the celing, leaving him to fall all the way back down with a thud. As he got up, he couldn't help but get a little pissed off at the ninjutsu instructor, but it faded as the man shamed him a little for his actions.
"Yeah, the only people I've sparred with regularly were the Mizukage when she had the time, and some other high ranking ninja, so forgive me if I'm not used to holding back when I spar." Except he did hold back, as he didn't use any of his lava techniques, but even he knew that they were over-kill for a simple sparring session. "Anyway, training would be nice and when Angelo wakes up, I hope to apologize to him." Ryu hoped he hadn't caused him any serious damage with his attack, but it was probably unlikely due to the fact that the damage looked mostly superficial and that he was a jinchurikii. "As a side note, since you were observing us, what did you think of my use of ninjutsu, sensei. By the way, I have yet to learn your name, so if you don't mind could you enlighten me?"
Haiden was shocked by Sal's anger, backing up when she smashed the boy into the ground. But what terrified him wasn't the fact that her eyes had turned a crazy shade of red, or that she seemed to become a human smoke stack. No, it was the intense rage he could feel coming off her in waves, like she was an erupting volcano. When she seemed like she was about to smash the other guys head in, Haiden burst into action.
He dumped the contents of his bucket on top of Sal's head, then proceeded to slam the bucket over it. He then dragged the boy off the ground and out of the way, before turning to Sal again, his mind filled with a flurry of emotions. Fear, disbelief, denial, sorrow, grief, and strangely, righteous anger. No matter what he had done to Sal, it didn't mean she could straight up try to murder someone. As this anger filled him, his eye began to take a soft glow, and the sunlight around him seemed to get noticably brighter.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Sal, you can't smash a guy's head in just because he pissed you off. You have no control over yourself and your acting like a child, I should know since I act like one all the time. So are you going to grow up, or are you going to continue throwing this little temper tantrum."
As Haiden spoke, his voice deepened, and seemed to carry a tone of authority that had not been present before, reverberating through the air like he was a reverand giving a rather passionaye sermon.
Ryu was surprised when Angelo charged him, and thus was able to react as well to his attack. While he did instinctively solidify his ribs, it was two slow and one of the needles got thorough. Luckily, Angelo wasn't able to aim to well with his Senbon shooter, so it didn't hit any major nerve centers, and over all was just an annoyance. Ryu pulled the needles out, letting his jinchurikii healing rate take care of the small wounds. Looking at his opponent, he thought of the best way to proceed. If charging head on didn't work, then lets try charging from below. He quickly went through the needed seals, using only one hand so that he could still wield his blade while doing such, before he he again spoke the name of his jutsu.
"Earth Style: Hiding like a Mole Jutsu."
As soon as he spoke the words, he slipped into the Earth like it was water, leaving behind a hole in the ground where he had been. Once underground, Ryu then began to dig all around the area they were fighting in in a random pattern, so as to weaken it. This meant that even if Angelo dodged his next attack, he would become trapped once he made contact with the ground. Next, he charged at Angelo from directly below him, holding out his blade in front of him and charging it up with Fire Chakra, making it take a blackened and charred appearance. The moment it broke the surface, he released and quickly retreated as he made the release seal, calling out the name of his Jutsu.
"Fire Style: Skeletal Eruption Jutsu!" Upon his speaking of the phrase, the blade would suddenly and rapidly expand upward and outward, forming a spire of charred bone before violently exploding, casting a large amount of shrapnel outwards, and a sizable column of fire upward into the air. Ryu would still be underground, however, readying to attack the Straw-hat wearing Kumo-nin the second he had the chances with a kunai. He would have used another bone blade, but he wasn't able to form them near instantly yet with out harming himself, so he didn't have the time to do such while in battle.
Ryu didn't move as Angelo charged him, as he knew that a needle user would never charge at someone from the front. His assumption was soon proven correct as Angelo jumped over him, attempting to paralyze him with the needles. With honed reflexes, Ryu parried all of the needles with his bone blade, then made a slashing motion with his sword towards, which had gained a light blue hue.
"Wind Style: Gale-Cut jutsu" He spoke the name of his jutsu calmly as a blade of wind rocketed towards Angelo, creating a miniature dust storm behind it. Using it as cover, as the jutsu was not that powerful and easily avoided, Ryu quickly took his modified Samurai stance, holding his breath and focusing with his senses on his opponent's location. He then burst forward, racing towards Angelo, where he would draw his blade at frightening speed to strike at the 3-tails jinchuriki.
> Okay guys, since you guys are going to take on some professors to help me I need to know who needs to be trained by which instructor
Kenjutsu and Ninjutsu for my guy, with supplementry Taijutsu, and basic Fuin- and Genjutsu.
Haiden was walking back to tne auditorium, having gotten his hatred of life out of his system, when he saw Sal holding some dude by his collar and looking like she was about to seriously injure and/or kill him. That wasn't good, not in the slightest. Quickly rushing over, he put his hands on Sal's, trying to push then down and away from the guy's shirt.
"Look Sal, I don't know what this guy did to piss you off, but please just out him down, okay. Do you really want to have to go the principle's office on the first day of school? Just calm down or else I will dump a bucket of water over your head. Don't ask me where I got the bucket, as it is not important right now."
Ryu returned Leiko's glare with one of his own, before returning his attention to Angelo and, now, Natori.
"Hello Natori, we are just about to begin some light sparring, since we've finally gotten used to the gravity seals. As for using your needles, please note that it means I'm going to have to use my blades. Also, I come from the Hidden Mist, so I know the true effectiveness of those needles. Our hunter nin specialize in their use, so don't think I'm going to ler my guard down because of them." Ryu had been on the wrong end of those things quite a few times in his younger days, as he had liked to make and drop lava rocks into the secret hotsprings the female hunter nin used, earning him their ire for a long time. And to this day, he didn't regret it for a moment. Shaking himself out of his memories, he took a deep breath and got in a stance, with one arm out in front of him. Suddenly, a shard of bone came out of his palm, causing him to wince slightly from the pain, and continued to grow until it was about a foot and a half in length. He then clenched his fist around it, causing it to break off his body. Focusing his chakra into the shard, it soon took a shape similar to that of a katana which he then rested on his shoulder.
"When ever your ready to go man, just tell me when."
Drake was excited by Leonces response, though he kept himself calm and only allowed himself a small smile. Following behind Leonce, he gathered for himself a meal of ham, green beans, and mashed potatoes zlong with a dessert tray of two bowls if ice cream, a piece of chocolate cake and a milkshake to drink. He knew Leonce told him not to get too many sweets, but since he didn't define how much was too much, Drake was willing to take liberties. He sat down on the other side of Esther, catching the last bit of Leonce and Esther's conversation.
"While I've never gotten tattoos or piercings, I did replace my arms for the cybernetic replacements. I feel that they suit my line of interest better, plus they allow me to store my nano-queens somewhere close-by and easily accessible." Drake took his fork and began to eat, starting with the ham and quickly moving down the line. While he wasn't being a glutton, he did seem to lack a certain understanding of tableside manners.
"Sometimes," he said inbetween chewing, "I did it when I was twelve, and after that people began to look at me strangely. Sometimes random steangers would come up to me and offer their condolences or sympathies. Do you have any idea whynthat might be Esther, as I have found it to be a most perplexing mystery."
Cruor was right behind Scorn as she spoke, nodding in agreement with a manic smile on his face. He watched as another conduit appeared, one with control over light it seemed, and began to engage the sand conduit. Cruor watched as she seemed to split into three separate copies of herself, wondering how he should approach the situation. Coming up with a plan, he quickly turned to Scorn, pointing at the blue and yellow version od the conduit.
"Madame Scorn, you take care of those two versions of the conduit, and I'll take care of the red one and Mr. Sandman." Unable to hold himself back any longer, Cruor bounded off the building and landed right between the red woman and the sand conduit. He rose up, his long cloak-like jacket flapping wildly around him, and thrust his hands up in a theatrical manor.
"Count thy blessings, you filthy pigs, because the Reapers have come to collect their blood harvest." As soon as he had finiahed speaking, he snapped his fingers, causing to tendrils of blood to appear, writhing around as if they were alive. He made them blast forward at high speeds, both about to impale the conduits he faced.
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